Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 422 - 220 The Path Ahead Is Long and Arduous
"That White Hair with the big chest didnβt fully trust me!"
After Veronica left, Li Mumu found a blanket for Wang Yunxiao and covered him with it, then sat beside him, gazing silently at the girl in the corner. ππ£πππππππΌππ²πΉ.ππ π
The girl didnβt speak, and neither did Li Mumu.
Life these past few months after transmigrating canβt exactly be described as colorful, but it has been full of experiences, almost every kind of chaotic thing one could think of.
Especially in terms of traversing dimensions, Li Mumu could be considered quite experienced.
When she calmed down, she realized something was off about this place.
It was too quiet around her, and the indoor air humidity and temperature were also strange, creating a subtle sense of discomfort.
An ordinary person might not notice these details, but having anchored and transmigrated so many times, Li Mumu was very sensitive to them.
The most obvious difference between the Outer Dimension and the Real World was the temperature.
Since the Outer Dimension doesnβt receive sunlight, you donβt feel cold because your consciousness canβt remain clear there, existing in a state between dreaming and waking and unaware of the concept of "cold."
Falling into a state of mental disarray in the Outer Dimension is not necessarily due to Echo Erosion; it could also be because the cold has induced hallucinations.
Thatβs why the Special Service Bureau always has heavy coats and chocolate on hand to keep warm.
The above refers to super-large independent Outer Dimensions like the "Thousand-Year Dynasty World."
Then thereβs another situation, involving small dimensions attached to the Real World, also known as planar fragments β both terms mean the same thing.
Like the Containment Department three levels underground at the Special Service Bureau.
These small dimensions can be considered part of the Real World, generally obeying physical laws, with temperatures within enclosed spaces ranging around 12 to 18 degrees Celsius.
But thereβs no wind, no air circulation.
The Demons and Evil Spirits locked in there generally donβt need to breathe air, so they donβt care.
But Li Mumu would notice these details.
The place where she now found herself looked like a room in a church, but the light from outside the window seemed very unnatural, there were no sounds from outside the door, and there was no fresh air flowing in through the gaps around the door and windows.
That White Hair had clearly isolated her and Wang Yunxiao in a sealed space, and even put Lilith here as well, her intent was obvious β still the dang direct-hook fishing approach!
With these fiery eyes of mine, do you think Iβd fall for your lousy little tricks?
Okay, fine, I did fall for it just now.
But now that I know about this kind of "Crown Prince" switch tactics, thereβs no way you can fool me a second time!
Li Mumu and the girl in the corner locked eyes for a while before Li Mumu collapsed beside Wang Yunxiao, snatching half his blanket and closing her eyes to fall asleep.
She did indeed need to catch up on her sleep.
......
Wang Yunxiao was kicked awake and, in a daze, opened his eyes to see Veronica standing in front of him, gesturing towards the side with her lips.
He turned his head and saw Li Mumu curled up in the blanket like a kitten, lying next to him sleeping soundly, even her snoring could be heard.
What time is it now... No, thatβs not the point, why can she sleep so peacefully? Is it because she feels safe next to me?
Unaware that Li Mumu had been up all night yesterday, Wang Yunxiao, in this moment, felt the peak of a manβs sense of being needed and trusted.
How could such a cute girl have a problem, right?
Even though sheβs now smoking, drinking, perming her hair... pah, I mean sheβs both a magician and a warrior, but I believe sheβs still a good girl!
Veronica gave him a meaningful look β Are you sure she really doesnβt have a problem?
She couldnβt possibly have a problem!
But he still had to make a final confirmation, and Wang Yunxiao had his own way of doing it.
Veronica coughed heavily, startling Li Mumu awake. Seeing her open her eyes, she spoke, "The hospital has been cleared out, you can go back now."
Oh? Can we finally go back?
Li Mumu let out a long sigh of relief in her heart.
The city folks are too cunning; she didnβt know if they had dropped their suspicions of her.
It seemed that if a similar situation arose next time, she couldnβt just jump in to help. Others were well-prepared, making her look like a foolish clown.
As for Xia Yubing, she should find an opportunity to persuade her not to take on related tasks anymore. There were no benefits, and it was too easy to stir up trouble.
Returning to the hospital and seeing the corridors back to normal, both of them felt as if they were in a different world.
If not for the bullet marks on the walls, it would be hard to believe that a fierce shootout with heavy casualties had taken place here just a short while ago.
Itβs quite normal for people to die in a hospital.
A handgun holds at most seven or eight bullets, and even a sharpshooter could only kill seven or eight people with it.
Now, the entire New Asia Hospital was packed with patients from top to bottom, the air thick with the stench of disinfectant mixed with urine and feces. Looking at the situation, if nothing unexpected happened, the number of patients dying in the hospital tonight would outstrip those killed by bullets by several times over.
The patients might not realize it yet, but as transmigrators from the future, Wang Yunxiao and Li Mumu felt very heavy-hearted.
We have done our best to prevent this tragedy, but it still wasnβt good enough.
In the dark corners of this city, countless demons and evil spirits were still lurking, or rather, people more malicious than demons and evil spirits, willing to cast aside all moral conscience to achieve their own ends.
Many well-fed idlers think the President is too harsh, his methods cruel, not at all like a sovereign, comparable to tyrants like Jie of Xia or Zhou of Shang.
Only those on the front lines know that the Presidentβs heart is still too soft.
The ones who should be killed are never all wiped out, the ones who should die never die enough.
The future New World seems so far out of reach at this place, at this time.
Wang Yunxiao took a deep breath and turned to Li Mumu, speaking softly, "Itβs so late now, you shouldnβt go back alone, itβs not safe. Thereβs an empty bed in my hospital room; youβre welcome to stay the night."
"Iβm already well-rested!"
Li Mumu glanced at the patients lying in the corridor, "Can we give up our hospital room for them? You seem to have recovered well too, letβs go find somewhere else to stay. I saw a motel by the roadside when I came."
"Clearing the hospital room is no problem, but if we go out now, we might end up spreading germs and viruses."
"Thatβs true..."
Seeing Li Mumuβs conflicted face, Wang Yunxiao couldnβt help but ask, "Are you hungry, shall we grab something to eat first?"
"Sure!"
Li Mumu was excited for a second, then remembered in this day and age, there were no smartphones to order takeout with.
"We can order takeout."
"???"
"I have the phone number for a western restaurant that mainly does pizza, they should still be open at this time, we can call and ask."
Ah right, even without a smartphone app, one can still make a call on a landline.
Li Mumu immediately raised her hand, "Iβll pay!"
"I know youβre rich, but you came to visit the sick today, how can I let you spend more money?"
Wang Yunxiao asked with a smile, "Do you want ice cream?"